Vanessa

“I nodded and pulled out of his hold, instantly feeling chilled at the loss of his nearness and my throat aching from the urge to weep. But I forced myself to walk away, leaving him alone on the terrace with a broken shell and all my futile longings for what might have been.”
― Connilyn Cossette, Between the Wild Branches

“She tipped her head back and laughed with gusto, the sound so full and lovely that my own amusement crashed to a halt and I could do nothing but stare. The notes of her laughter twirled through the air like butterflies alight on the breeze.”
― Connilyn Cossette, Until the Mountains Fall

“She gently placed her palm on my wounded shoulder and the warmth of her hand did nearly as much to soothe the ache as did the ointment. If only she would continue touching me, allow us to forge something new together from the broken pieces of our past. Her willing presence in my life would be far more healing than any balm”
― Connilyn Cossette, Until the Mountains Fall

“But still she fled, leaving me battered and bleeding among the remnants of my brother's life, each of her parting footfalls another blow to the dream I'd not deserved, but had foolishly dared to hope for.”
― Connilyn Cossette, Until the Mountains Fall